7 acessos
The birds are singing but it's still dark,
Moving my pillow for the cold hearth,
I dreamed that I was at the crossroads,
painting over the signs again.
Pulling myself out of the futon,
I get my hoodie and my shoes on, yeah
Treddy what i tell the phone goes,
running over my lines again.
But they're turning inside out,
and it's bringing me down, cause.
I never say what I wanna say,
I'm just a puppet in my own play,
I dont understand why you dont understand that
I need to be heard, and im gonna find the right words.
A couple argue on the high street,
She wants clothes, he wants a TV,
Everyone is standing at the crossroads,
painting over the signs again.
Pulling myself out of my headspace,
I realize im in the same place, yeah
Treddy what i tell the phone goes,
running over my lines again.
But they're turning inside out,
and it's bringing me down, cause.
I never say what i wanna say,
I'm just a puppet in my own play,
I dont understand why you dont understand that
I need to be heard, and im gonna find the right words.
I never say what i wanna say,
I'm just a puppet in my own play,
I dont understand why you dont understand that
I need to be heard, and im gonna find the right words.
Wanna go to the beach, when it's ra-aining,
and take my time.
I wanna have my life, do my o-own things,
and make it mine,
so don't you bring me down!
I never say what i wanna say,
I'm just a puppet in my own play,
I dont understand why you dont understand that
I need to be heard, and im gonna find the right words.
I never say what i wanna say,
and we gonna do it my way,
I dont understand why you dont understand that
im gonna be heard, and i know i found the right words